Super Manufacturing Force

In the sky, Zhao Xu was still playing trapeze with Masaji Yamada.

Yamada Shoji was tortured miserably, at first he could scream like a butchered pig, but now he doesn't even have the energy to hum.

The helicopter hovered not far away, and the two people inside looked at each other, not knowing what to do?

Suddenly, the subordinate gritted his teeth, and said with a stern face, "There is nothing we can do now. Immediately launch a missile and kill that Zhao Xu!"

Their helicopter seems to be a civilian helicopter, but it has been modified internally to carry three small missiles. It is already considered a semi-military armed helicopter.

"What, launch a missile?" The pilot was taken aback and exclaimed, "You are crazy, Mr. Yamada is still in that guy's hands. Didn't the launch of the missile even kill Mr. Yamada?"

"This is the only way. Now that guy is playing cat and mouse. Do you think he will let Mr. Yamada go when he has had enough?"

The men's eyes were full of coldness and viciousness: "This Zhao Xu is too evil. None of the technologies he has come up with are advanced beyond imagination, not to mention the photon position transmission. We don't understand these things, but now this guy can still Fei, what kind of technology is this? Can you guarantee that there is nothing in his hands that can kill our helicopter?"

The pilot opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

The subordinates continued to add fuel and vinegar: "Anyway, Mr. Yamada will die sooner or later, why not let him contribute to us before he dies, that guy is now focusing on Mr. Yamada, we take the opportunity to sneak attack with missiles and kill him first , it is important to save our own lives!"

The pilot's face was uncertain, and after a while, he finally nodded fiercely: "Okay, listen to you, get rid of that kid first. But after going back this time, we must speak in unison, otherwise the people above will know, yes We blow up Mr. Yamada, then we are dead!"

"Of course, I don't dare to recite the crime of killing Mr. Yamada!" The subordinate seemed to have thought of something, and shivered all over...

In the sky, Zhao Xu lifted Yamada Masaoji again: "Haha, dear Mr. Yamada, how do you feel now? Do you want me to take you higher?"

He didn't notice that the bottom of the helicopter in the distance opened at this time, and a launcher protruded from it, with three small missiles hanging on it.

"Let me go, please... Please let me go!" Yamada Shoji begged for mercy weakly. He was so green with regret. If he had known this, he would never have come to provoke Zhao Xu.

"Let go of you, hehe, I haven't had enough fun!" Zhao Xu sneered, and was about to fly up high with Yamada Shoji.

But at this moment, there was a sudden loud roar from behind, and he turned around quickly, only to see a small missile more than one meter long, flying at a speed of thousands of kilometers per hour, almost in the blink of an eye , less than a hundred meters away from him.

"Damn, where did the missile come from?" Zhao Xu was taken aback, and quickly shifted his focus. The intelligent system of the jetpack responded immediately, and he flew tens of meters to the left in an instant.

I thought that this would avoid the missile, but something that shocked Zhao Xu happened. The missile actually drew an arc in the air and continued to chase here.

"What the hell, it's a tracking missile!" Zhao Xu was so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue.

Yamada Masaoji's face changed wildly, and he cursed: "Baga, you two dare to release missiles. I'm not dead yet. Could it be that you..."

He couldn't say what he said next,

Because the speed of the missile is so fast, it has already approached a distance of more than 50 meters in just two or three seconds.

Zhao Xu's heart trembled, and he turned around and fled quickly. However, his speed was no match for the missiles. He could only rely on flexible steering to avoid the missiles again and again, but this was not a long-term solution after all. Who knew that this thing would When will it explode.

"Quick, run away from it... Ah, it's coming again, Zhao Xu, you must not let me go!" Yamada Masaoji seemed to have grabbed hold of a life-saving straw, holding onto Zhao Xu's arm and refusing to let go.

Zhao Xu raised his brows when he heard this: "Damn it, don't you tell me that I've forgotten it. It's important to run for your life now. What are you doing with such a burden, why don't you let me go?"

"Not loose, not dead!" Yamada Shoji gritted his teeth viciously: "Hmph, even if I want to die, I will drag you to die together!"

"Damn, the devil died with you, I haven't married a wife yet!" Zhao Xu really wanted to spit on this guy.

He looked at the missile that was catching up again, turned around suddenly, and like a meteor hammer, he quickly drew a huge circle in the air, and the powerful centrifugal force generated instantly sent Yamada Shoji flying.

"Ah...Zhao Xu, you're going to die, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" Yamada Shoji screamed and was thrown into the sky, then fell quickly, and finally there was a muffled "bang". I know what a miserable state it is to be thrown.

Without the burden, Zhao Xu's flying speed increased a lot again, but even so, he still couldn't get rid of the missile tracking behind him.

"Damn it, it's not going to work like this!" Zhao Xu rolled his eyes and tried his best to think of a way to get rid of the missile.

It's a pity that I don't know the tracking method used by this missile. Is it infrared guidance or its own radar system? Otherwise, you can prescribe the right medicine.

Zhao Xu kept scanning his surroundings while continuing to avoid the missiles. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw a dense forest appearing on the ground in front of him. The trees looked impenetrable.

"Haha, God help me too!" He laughed wildly, and immediately swooped down.

Just when he was about to hit the ground, he stood up straight, spread his wings, and flew towards the forest with a distance of less than one meter close to the ground.

In the rear, the missile also swooped down, then drew an arc, swiftly turned to level flight, and followed closely after sticking to the ground.

It has to be said that the technical level of this missile is quite good, and its sensitivity is surprisingly good. If it was an ordinary tracking missile, it would have hit the ground long ago when it dived and turned rapidly like that just now.

Zhao Xu rushed into the forest quickly, and saw his wings fluttering like a swallow, flying dexterously in the dense forest, and the thick trees passed by him without scratching the slightest bit.

At this moment, the missile also rushed into the woods, and after only avoiding two big trees, it directly plunged into the third tree: "Boom..."

The sound of the huge explosion spread far away in an instant, and hot flames billowed up. All the surrounding trees were blown to pieces, and those a little further away were also instantly ignited.

A missile is always a missile, and no matter how good its sensitivity is, it is far from comparable to Zhao Xu's jetpack.

Just before the missile exploded, Zhao Xu had already stood up and rushed out of the woods, flying back into the sky.

Looking at the ball of rolling fire below, Zhao Xu gritted his teeth: "Yah, bah, it's finally settled, but it's not over yet, and he dared to fire missiles at me, hehe, I'm going to torment you today Die hard, die!"

Shouting, he had already circled up and rushed towards the helicopter in the air.